Если бы у меня появилась возможность еще раз отправиться в путешествие на Кубу, я бы обязательно вернулся в Тринидад, чтобы еще раз пройтись по его узким улочкам и почувствовать доброту его жителей. Тринидад был основан в 1514 году Диего Веласкесом недалеко от побережья Карибского моря. В давние времена Тринидад часто страдал от нападения пиратов, но жители города все равно процветали благодаря торговле людьми и сахарным тростником. Сейчас Тринидад охраняет ЮНЕСКО, потихоньку реставрируются некоторые районы города, хотя дома в основном лишь призрачно отражают роскошь былых столетий колониальной эпохи.
Гуляя по городу, я совершенно не слушал экскурсовода — мне было не до того, я носился туда-сюда и щелкал затвором, пытаясь по-возможности не отставать от группы, поэтому никаких сведений о достопримечательностях Тринидада я вам рассказать не смогу.
Расскажу лишь о том, что наиболее врезалось в память:
После экскурсионной программы нас привели обедать в какой-то ресторанчик при местном отеле, где я безуспешно попытался заказать себе выпить, но не смог в связи с отсутствием официанток. Поэтому я решил для начала отправиться, простите, в туалет. По дороге к заветному месту было отделение для дам, с настежь открытой дверью, за которой кубинские женщины, оказавшиеся при ближайшем рассмотрении теми самыми нужным мне официантками, примеряли лифчики. Да-да, совершенно никого не стесняясь. Видимо, в тот момент пришла продавщица нижнего белья, и дамы, совершенно позабыв обо всем вокруг, начали надевать на себя заветные тряпочки. Мой взгляд совсем их не смущал, и они продолжили свое дело. В итоге ждать пива мне пришлось долго.
После обеда я продолжил прогулку по городу. Надо сказать, тринидадцы, в отличие от гаванцев, с большим удовольствием фотографировались, улыбались и махали на прощание руками. Поэтому, увидев на одной из улиц торговца, который прикрывал от фотоаппарата свой товар, я был несколько удивлен. А торговал он чудесными плетеными из травы крокодильчиками, которые я тут же захотел купить для себя. Стоили крокодильчики сущие копейки, поэтому я купил сразу двух. Расплатившись, жестами показал торговцу, что все же хочу его сфотографировать, и только тогда получил разрешение.
Я так увлекся покупкой, что не заметил, как группа моя ушла и я остался один. Помню свой подступающий ужас — я в чужой стране, без знания языка, практически без наличных денег (они все остались в багаже в автобусе), без мобильного телефона, да что там — я даже с трудом припоминал, в какой город моя группа должна была поехать на ночевку после экскурсии по Тринидаду. К тому же, пытаясь найти своих, я попал под ливень и полностью промок.
Проплутав минут 40, я вышел из переулков к знакомому собору и решил стоять там до посинения, в надежде, что рано или поздно меня найдут. К счастью, меня действительно искали. Понервничав какое-то время, я заметил вдалеке знакомые силуэты своих приятелей и радостно попрыгал к ним по лужам. Оказалось, что группа единогласно решила без меня не уезжать и обязательно найти. В общем, было приятно. Помню, как сев в автобус, мы выпили темного рома за мое спасение. А что, я, вообще-то, ценный кадр, ага! -))
В общем, Тринидад — чудесный город, будете на Кубе, не проезжайте мимо!
TrinidadA friend of mine traveled to Trinidad. Here is how he describes his journey ...
If I had the opportunity once again to travel to Cuba, I would definitely come back to Trinidad, to once again walk through its narrow streets and feel the goodness of its people. Trinidad was founded in 1514 by Diego Velázquez near the Caribbean coast. In ancient times, Trinidad often suffered from attacks by pirates, but the town still thrives on human trafficking and sugar cane. Trinidad now protected by UNESCO, slowly being restored, some parts of the city, although in the main house only a ghostly bygone centuries reflect the luxury of the colonial era.
Walking through the city, I do not listen to the guide - I was not up to it, I raced up and down and clicked the shutter, if possible try to keep up with the group, so no information about the sights of Trinidad, I tell you I can not.I'll tell you only that most etched in memory:After the city tour brought us to dinner at a restaurant at a local hotel, where I unsuccessfully tried to order a drink, but could not due to lack of waitresses. So I decided to start off, I'm sorry, in the toilet. On the way to the coveted post office was for the ladies, with wide-open door, followed by Cuban women, find themselves on closer examination by the very necessary to me as waitresses, trying on bras. Yes, absolutely no shame. Apparently, at that moment came saleswoman underwear and ladies, totally oblivious of everything around, began to wear a treasured cloth. My opinion does not embarrass them, and they continued their work. In the end I had to wait a long time beer.After dinner I went on a walk around the city. I must say trinidadtsy, unlike gavantsev with great pleasure taking pictures, smiling and waving their hands in farewell. Therefore, seeing a street trader who concealed from the camera his goods, I was somewhat surprised. And he traded beautiful woven grass crocodiles, which I immediately wanted to buy for themselves. Cost crocodiles mere penny, so I bought two at once. Paid, the trader gestures showed that I still want to take a picture, and only if given permission.I became interested in buying, I did not notice a group of my left and I remained alone. I remember my horror the gathering - I'm in a foreign country without knowing the language, with little or no cash (they all were in the luggage on the bus), no cell phone, but what's there - I even hard to remember what city, my team had to go the night after a tour of Trinidad. Besides trying to find their own, I fell under a shower and completely soaked.Wander about 40 minutes, I went out of the side streets to the cathedral and a friend decided to stay there until blue in the face, in the hope that sooner or later I will. Fortunately, I was really looking for. Nervous for a while, I noticed a familiar silhouette in the distance of his friends and jumped with joy to them through the puddles. It turned out that the group unanimously decided not to go on without me and be sure to find it. In general, it was nice. I remember sitting in a bus, we had a drink dark rum for my salvation. But what I, in fact, a valuable picture, yeah! -))In general, Trinidad - a beautiful city in Cuba will not drive past!
If I had the opportunity once again to travel to Cuba, I would definitely come back to Trinidad, to once again walk through its narrow streets and feel the goodness of its people. Trinidad was founded in 1514 by Diego Velázquez near the Caribbean coast. In ancient times, Trinidad often suffered from attacks by pirates, but the town still thrives on human trafficking and sugar cane. Trinidad now protected by UNESCO, slowly being restored, some parts of the city, although in the main house only a ghostly bygone centuries reflect the luxury of the colonial era.
Walking through the city, I do not listen to the guide - I was not up to it, I raced up and down and clicked the shutter, if possible try to keep up with the group, so no information about the sights of Trinidad, I tell you I can not.I'll tell you only that most etched in memory:After the city tour brought us to dinner at a restaurant at a local hotel, where I unsuccessfully tried to order a drink, but could not due to lack of waitresses. So I decided to start off, I'm sorry, in the toilet. On the way to the coveted post office was for the ladies, with wide-open door, followed by Cuban women, find themselves on closer examination by the very necessary to me as waitresses, trying on bras. Yes, absolutely no shame. Apparently, at that moment came saleswoman underwear and ladies, totally oblivious of everything around, began to wear a treasured cloth. My opinion does not embarrass them, and they continued their work. In the end I had to wait a long time beer.After dinner I went on a walk around the city. I must say trinidadtsy, unlike gavantsev with great pleasure taking pictures, smiling and waving their hands in farewell. Therefore, seeing a street trader who concealed from the camera his goods, I was somewhat surprised. And he traded beautiful woven grass crocodiles, which I immediately wanted to buy for themselves. Cost crocodiles mere penny, so I bought two at once. Paid, the trader gestures showed that I still want to take a picture, and only if given permission.I became interested in buying, I did not notice a group of my left and I remained alone. I remember my horror the gathering - I'm in a foreign country without knowing the language, with little or no cash (they all were in the luggage on the bus), no cell phone, but what's there - I even hard to remember what city, my team had to go the night after a tour of Trinidad. Besides trying to find their own, I fell under a shower and completely soaked.Wander about 40 minutes, I went out of the side streets to the cathedral and a friend decided to stay there until blue in the face, in the hope that sooner or later I will. Fortunately, I was really looking for. Nervous for a while, I noticed a familiar silhouette in the distance of his friends and jumped with joy to them through the puddles. It turned out that the group unanimously decided not to go on without me and be sure to find it. In general, it was nice. I remember sitting in a bus, we had a drink dark rum for my salvation. But what I, in fact, a valuable picture, yeah! -))In general, Trinidad - a beautiful city in Cuba will not drive past!
Комментариев нет:
Отправить комментарий